I have a hard time revisiting the events of September 11, 2001. Don't get me wrong, I'm aware that there are many tragic moments in the history of the world. I've always felt safe in this country, but I knew we weren't immune to an attack. I guess I'm still in shock at how a normal day, a beautiful day in New York City, Washington DC and in Pennsylvania, during what was perceived as peace time, could change so quickly.

Today, Instead of remembering the horrors, I'm going to focus on the part of the tragedy that gives me hope, and reassurance. I appreciate that as people sat in airplanes that had been commandeered by terrorists, or trapped in burning office towers, and even right before a brave group of people decided to fight back against the hijackers, that many people grabbed their cell phones and called their loved ones. They called to say things like "don't worry", "don't be sad", "things will be alright" and "I love you". Simple gestures of love in the face of a nightmare. Emphasis on LOVE.
MDM